Apotheans Midnight Winters Recital
Beneath this sordid stanzas storm swept night
Such eroglyphics; frost upon the warping window panes
Oozing opaques of blood red crimson, bleeding from burnt sashes
Crying ashes, screaming amid the rain....
"Do you really know pain," they asked
As the shadows of this world, did all but turn away
Rotting, flesh for the pellucid pelicans; thus decayed
While the countless loved ones wept; deep inside they weep
Chasing off the waiting vultures these
Petrified spirits, sown beyond the wailings trees....
Ethnologies exogenous, transluciating tumorous roarings; latex
Cataclysmic lightning of fables, now colliding, with the craving sea ~
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Apotheans, midnight winters recital!?
Note: Smile ~ This poem is about the darkened oppressions, repressions,
sufferage & plights, amid humanity within this, "Our World Today!"
Copyright © John Rhinem | Year Posted 2010
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